Chapter 5 5

5. BURNING PASSION

Victoria's family emerges behind her, instantly I can feel Mikel's mood change. I decide to call it a night, after all I don't think I can handle the woman's voice any longer. "Where are you going?" Mikel questions abruptly.

"Bed." I reply, simply with a smirk. He can't make me sleep in his bed now! That's because instead of a bed we're going to be sleeping on the cold, hard ground. I walk to the furtherest tent and unzip the front of it. Andrew had set them up while Mikel was starting the fire. I notice my bag in the corner of the decently sized prism and move to it. Opening it I pull out my large T-Shirt that was perviously Jeremys. Slipping out of my suit I pull the shirt over my head. I slip into one of the two sleeping bags and scan through my phone.

The Robinsons take up a majority of my time while the smaller projects are pushed a side. All of sudden the tent opens, turning to face the entrance I gasp as Mikels large frame cramps the opening. "Thank you for all your support back there." He accuses while closing up the tent.

I sit up instantly, "what are you doing!?" I panic.

"Going to bed." He speaks as if I'm so slow that my mind can't process the simplest of things.

"I figured. But what are you doing in here!" I thought my mother would take the spare sleeping bag. Well what did you expect, of course she's going to be sharing a tent with Andrew... her soon to be husband. You know what, you're really starting to get on my last nerve!

Mikel spreads out on top of the bag next to mine and turns on his side, his dark green eyes burn into me, "I said I want you in my bed every night, Lysandra."

"But this isn't a bed!"

He shrugs, "it's close enough." In that moment he grabs my empty hand and tugs me down, hard. I land on his chest with a thud. "Now, you'd better not leave me with that vicious woman again." He warns with a mock shiver. Before I can comment his mouth lands on mine.

I break free from his grip, "you can't just man handle me like that!" I pout.

Mikel simply unzips my sleeping bag and then moves me to one corner of the tent. He lays the bag out open and flat. He then places me on the left and unzips his sleeping bag, he lays down next to me and drapes his bag over us. "You speak to much." He mummers pulling me into the circle of his arms.

"Excuse me!" I lightly smack his shoulder. He chuckles slightly and closes his eyes. "We can't go to sleep like this." I continue.

"Why not." His voice is deep and he sounds tired.

I sigh, why must I always be the more cautious one! "Because they'll definitely know somethings going on if they catch us like this." I snuggle closer to his warmth.

"Well, say it was cold."

I scoff, "but it's not."

"I think the real issue here is what you're wearing."

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"It's a mans. We're exclusive, Lysandra. That means I fuck you and you fuck me, only." He speaks through his teeth.

I push against him, but he doesn't let me go. "I know that. Do you have to be so rude!"

"Take it off."

"No."

"Why? Does it belong to some lover of yours."

I reply quickly, "no it does not belong to a lover of mine. It's comfortable, that is all." He doesn't need to know I won this over a bet. About five years ago, Jeremy, Danny and I were watching a footy game. Now Jeremy is obsessed with the damn sport and he bet that some random team would win, I bet the opposite, by pure luck my team won and I asked for his shirt. Thus concluding how I gained this particular shirt. Why did I ask for some random shirt... well it had a nice pattern on it and he seemed to love this specific piece of clothing the most.

He mumbles something else but my mind is already too dazed to catch it. I allow sleep to consume me.

***

I feel something moving on top of me, cracking my eyes open I look around but can not see anything due to the darkness. Once my eyes adjust with the dull lighting, I am able to take in Mikel over my body, he's slowly ripping my shirt open. "What are you doing?" I mumble.

"Jesus Christ!" He jumps slightly, "you're awake."

"What are you doing." I repeat.

"Removing the offending piece of clothing." He replies.

I laugh and close my eyes. After the shirt is off my body I feel him lay back down next to me, turning on my side I snuggle up close again. Unable to fully go to sleep I listen to his breathing slow down. Soon light fills the tent and I'm able to take in Mikels bare tattoo covered chest, his arms are inked and a certain tattoo trails below his waistline, how I'd like to discover where that tattoo ends. Shocked at my inner thoughts, I untangle myself from his grip and lean over him.

Opening my bag I grab out a pant suit, pulling it on I step out of the tent barefooted. Who would have thought, Lysandra Brown walking barefooted over dirt... I reach back into the tent and grab my phone, the battery is on forty-five percent, I need a power source immediately. I notice three new tents across from ours, so Victoria's family decided to stay. What's their deal anyway? Beats me.

I notice my mothers tent still closed and walk to the edge of the clearing which drops into a waterfall, Andrew's right; it's beautiful. My phone rings and I answer, "hello?"

'Hey girl, having any fun yet?'

"No. My legs are still sore from tracking up this hell-like hill." I whine, wishing I was curled up on our couch with a book and some green tea.

Danny laughs, 'why, how long did you track for?'

"Twenty minutes... I think." I reply.

She chuckles this time, 'honey, your legs shouldn't be hurting. What kind of boots are you wearing?' she then questions.

I look down at my feet confused, "boots? I was wearing my nudes."

'You're joking right! Far Lysandra... what exactly did you pack?' she questions.

"My normal clothes." I reply.

Danny sighs and yells out to someone in the background, who I'm guessing is Jeremy, 'she's a moron!' She then continues, 'you need shirts, shorts and boots for camping!' I hear Jeremy butt in then, 'let me speak to the idiot!' Danny snaps back, 'no. Screw you!'

I sigh, "still here, guys! What kind of things do I need, send me some photos." I edge in once their childish banter ceases. I look up and notice my mother slip out of her tent, she smiles my way once she notices me.

'Kay, I'll send them through now.' She ends the call.

I wait for my phone to beep and when it does I open up her email and look at the pictures. She's got to be joking, there's no way I can be seen in something like this! My mother decides to choose that moment to walk up to me. She exchanged my phone for a plate of scrambled eggs and french toast. I sand her a thankful smile.

Behind us, noise erupts. Mikel and Andrew have both emerged from their tents and so has Victoria's family. I roll my eyes at my mother when Victoria tries to unsuccessfully cling onto Mikel, she laughs in response. "Can we head into civilisation before we go hiking?" I question.

"Sure, what do you need?" My mother replies.

I laugh, looking down. "Really mum, you could of given me a more subtle warning! I need some proper clothes."

She grins down at me, "that is true, but this is far more entertaining. "

"Mum!" I scold teasingly.

"What, it is." She giggles. I shake my head at her childishness. She pockets my phone and my eyes zero in on it. "One hour." She bargains.

"Fine." I mutter.

I notice Mikel whisper something furiously at Victoria before beginning to make his way to my mother and I. I feel something tickle my leg and look down. My heart rate speeds up and I feel my palms sweat. On my leg is the biggest, hairiest and scariest spider I've ever seen. I instantly drop my plastic plate and try to shake it off me. Mikel sees my distress, I am just able to catch him break off into a dead sprint as my foot slips on one of the rocks.

My mother tries to grab me but her hands only rip the buttons of my blouse off. A second later I'm air born. I scream wildly, failing my arms; I once heard before you die your life flashes before your eyes, well who ever said that is complete fool. Because all I'm stuck with is a annoying voice in my head and crazy panic coursing through my body. Think of the bright side, at least this is a better way to go... I mean we could of been killed by some psycho creep in the forest yesterday. That is true.

I close my eyes and brace for impact, several seconds later I splash into the icy cold water. Liquid fills my mouth and I try to swim out... only then remember I've never been that great of a swimmer. Perfect, just perfect. Opening my eyes I see a hand stretching down to me, I try to grab it, but before I can dark spots fill my vision.

Burns. My chest burns. I open my eyes and splutter out water as pressure is pushed down on my chest. Coughing I try to sit up, strong arms help me into a sitting position. "Christ! Lysandra, you scared the fucking shit out of me!" Mikels deep voice whispers at me harshly, he pulls me up into his arms and runs his hand through my hair. "Don't do something stupid like that again!"

"Y-you think I purposely did t-this..." I breath out through the pain.

Mikel tightens his hold on me, "I don't fucking know!" He shouts.

Once I've calmed down I move away from him slightly, I notice my mother and Andrew emerge through the trees. My mothers out of breath as is Andrew, she skids to her knees next to us, "is she okay?"

Mikel doesn't say anything so I decide to, "yeah, he saved me. I'm fine."

"Seriously Lysandra, this has got to be a record even for you!" My mother scolds. She strokes the side of my face. "We're going home, that's it!" My mother tries to pull me up, but for some reason it's like I have no control over my limbs.

Mikel still seems furious at me for some unknown reason, "I've got her." My mother looks down at me and then moves back, Mikel puts an arm under my knees and one behind my back. He then in one swift movement stands up. I cling onto his wet shirt tightly. My mothers eyes widen as she takes in the ink showing through his long white sleeved shirt. Mikels jaw is clenched and his hands are fists against my body, I pull my shirt closed to the best of my ability.

Mikel begins to walk, but he doesn't head in the direction of our little camp. "Where are you taking her?" My mother jogs up behind us.

"To the house. Go with Andrew and pack the camp up." He orders. Something about his tone causing my mother to nod and follow his instructions.

We enter the forest and I look up at him nervously, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing." He gives me a hard look.

I grind my teeth together, "you're angry?"

"What, do you expect me to be fucking running in circles and singing about bloody unicorns." He snap, tightening his hold. We hear rustling and then from behind us emerges one of Victoria's family members. "Victor." Mikel greets a tall male.

I look over his shoulder. Victor is tall but not as muscular as Mikel, his dirty blond hair reminds me of Danny. "Here, let me take her." He puts a hand on Mikels shoulder.

Mikel shakes him off, "I've got it."

"Seriously dude, you're bleeding." Victor holds his hand out and on it is dark red blood.

Oh my god, "put me down!" I order.

"Shut up, Lysandra." Mikel speeds up.

I slap his chest, "put me down, Mikel, you're hurt!"

"I'm fine." Mikel gives Victor a dark look and he puts his hands up in a surrendering position. Victor doesn't attempt to take me off Mikel again, instead he stays a good two feet behind us. Half an hour later we escape the forest and the Jeep comes in sight. Mikel practically leaps up the steps, he makes sure to slam the door shut behind us.

We hear Victor pound on the door, "really, Mikel!"

Mikel walks up the steps and enters my bedroom, he drops me on my bed lightly. He paces around my room running his hands through his hair far too many times. I stand up slowly, he has his back turned at me, I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. "Calm down, Mikel." He places his hands over mine.

I place the side of my face against his back, "I am calm." His stomach moves under my hands.

"No, you're about ten second away from losing it."

Mikel lets out a deep breath before turning around in my arms, "since when does someone so small cradle me." He smirks.

"I'm not that small!"

Mikels brow arches, "whatever you say." He then slips my open shirt off my shoulders, followed by pulling my pants off. "Let's shower." He whispers against my lips. I lean forward and press our mouths together in a chaste kiss.

"Okay..." I breath out.

I pull his shirt up slightly, for some reason I feel bold... considering you almost died I think it's the least of your worries. I decide to listen to my snarky subconscious for possibly the first time in my life. He grins and lifts it completely off his body. His jeans soon hit the floor. Kicking his boots and socks off he once again swings me into his arms. Walking to the adjoining bathroom he turns the hot water valve on. He places me on my feet and slips his hand behind my back, in one quick snap my bra falls to the floor.

He bends and tugs my panties down, I step out of them. This leaves me completely naked. I look up under my lashes and blush, Mikels gaze has not left my body. He shrugs out of his boxers and jerks me to him, I gasp as his rock hard member pokes into my stomach. We step into the fogged shower, hot water instantly beats down on our bare skin. I hadn't realised just how cold I was until the relief from the hot water hits me.

Mikel grabs a bar of soap and runs it over my shoulders, he travels down my chest making sure to pay extra attention to my breasts. Once my body is soaped up he runs his hand back and forth over my skin until I'm completely covered in white foam. "My turn." I mumble. I follow what he had done except I start at his chest. His big hands grip my thighs and lift me up. I wrap my legs around his waist. He pushes us against the cold tiles and slams out mouths together. The soap drops from my hand and I clutch his wet hair tightly.

One of Mikels fingers enter my hot wet core, we both groan as I tighten around him. I begin to grind against his fingers, "hold on tight." He demands breaking our kiss. I tighten my arms around him, he releases the hand that was supporting my thigh and brings it up to palm my breast. I continue to lift my body up and then lower it on his awaiting fingers, he drops his head and takes one of my pebbles into his warm mouth.

I cry out as I feel an orgasam build. He pumps his hand fast and moves from my nipple to the side of my neck, as he bites down I shatter into a orgasm. He removes his fingers and I continue to grind against him, lifting his hand to his mouth he sucks off my juices, I moan at the sight. He takes hold of under my thighs once again and this time positions his member at my entrance. Before he can enter a thought occurs to me. Condoms.

We haven't been using condoms! You are beyond stupid, I don't know why I must be stuck with you! I frantically push against him, "what the fuck!" he grunts out.

"We haven't been using condoms!" I panic.

Mikel shrugs, "so, I'm clean and you're clean. What's the problem?"

Is he serious! "I could get pregnant!" I bang at his chest until he lowers me, awfully slowly I slide down his body. "that's what I thought." I snap rinsing off. I send him a glare before walking out of the bathroom, I pick up the towel on my bed and use it to dry off, after that I pull on my clothes quickly. Five minutes later Mikel enters my room with jeans and a long sleeve, as usual.

"I don't know why I didn't think about that. I've never lost control like that." He apologises.

I sigh and sit down on my bed, "well I can't exactly blame you, I didn't think of it either." Mikel scratches the back of his head and winces, I remember Victor stating he was injured. "Sit down." I order, he gives me a annoyed look... so the man doesn't like being ordered around. "And, take off your shirt."

"You're kidding right, you want to have sex... do you have condoms?" His eyes lighten up.

I roll my eyes at him, "no, I do not want sex... You're injured, let me see."

He looks away disappointed, "fine." He mutters removing his black shirt.

I stand in front of him and he spreads his legs, pulling me into the gap it creates. He wraps his arms around my thigh and bottom. I look over his shoulder and see a couple of scrapes, it's not as deep as I thought it'd be considering the amount of blood Victor showed me. "Is there a first aid box anywhere?" I question, probing the wound.

"In the bathroom."

I quickly make my way back inside and grab the box before returning to Mikel. He pulls me back into the same position, I open the first aid kit next to him and pull out some disinfectant, even though he's already showered; you can never be too cautious. I clean the wound and am surprised when he doesn't wince. "you don't have to act tough." I smirk.

"Trust me, sweetheart, I've gone through worse." he answers. I cringe slightly. I then bandage him up before closing the kit and disposing of the bloody tissues a bin I found in the bathroom. Walking back into the bedroom I lean against the door frame and watch Mikels muscles move as he pulls his shirt back on. "Come here." He opens his arms.

I go to step forward but before I can I hear footsteps and the front door slam shut. "Lysandra!" My mothers panicked voice comes up the stairs, I wait for her to enter the room. Luckily me and Mikel are both dressed and at least a good three metres from one another. She looks me over and notices I'm not as injured as I'd previously looked. "I'm taking you home." She states.

"I'm fine mum, what you can do however; is take me shopping." I smile.

She looks a bit shocked and definitely confused. "Are you sure?" She questions.

"Positive." I lock eyes with Mikel.

The corner of his mouth lifts and I walk to my bag, pulling out a pair of black heels I slip them on. Mum hands me my phone and I thank the heavens I'd given it to her before plummeting to my almost death. I put it on it's charger while Andrew and my mother shower and get ready to go out. Half an hour later we're all sitting in the Jeep and driving to the closest town. I look through the photos Danny had sent me. "Who is that family, babe?" My mother questions all of a sudden.

Go mumma bear! I agree. "Victoria's a old childhood friend of mine. Her family own the neighbouring cabin." Andrew gives my mothers hand a squeeze. That means we're probably going to be seeing a lot more of her and her family, just great. We could always plot their demise... no way! Since when did I become so dark and devious! Since some annoyingly clingy woman tried to steal your man. He's not my man! He's close enough.

We park outside a small shopping court and I step out. Mission; camping clothes, underway. I straighten my shoulders and walk up to my mother. "I'll meet you back here," I smile, dropping my phone in my bag.

"I'll go with her. I can't stand you two kissing all the time." Mikel teases although there is some truth behind his words.

Andrew and my mother laugh at his comment, "kay, we'll meet you back here in two hours." Andrew grins.

They walk off, leaving me and Mikel. I look up at him and he just shakes his head. He slips a arm around my waist and begins to walk forward, "what exactly do you need?"

"Clothes. Proper clothes." He laughs at my reply. I nudge him with my elbow. "Shut up!"

We walk into a clothes store and instantly Mikel gains all the girls attention. I glare at them slightly and walk up to a row of shorts... good god, how can I wear such inappropriate things. I pick up the small denims. "Try them on." Mikels husky whisper sends shivers down my back.

I shrug away from him and walk to one of the dressing rooms. I unzip my dress and let it drop to my ankles. I then put my heeled feet into the small holes of the shorts and tug them up, before I can pull the fly closed, the curtain is pulled back. I go to shield my bra covered breast and glare at the intruder. But their arms stop mine from hiding myself from their view.

The curtain drops closed behind them, "you look sexy. Just. Like. This..." Mikel murmurs closing in on me.

Oh God, I'm in trouble now...